“Get the fuck away from my food.”
“I was hungry.”
“I don’t care. Fuck off.”
“You sure you don’t have your period? Chanel gets snappy at me the same way, but I just help her with a massage…” He pauses as he takes another bite. “With my cock.”
As I walk back inside, the dog following close behind, I have no words for him.
Keir is still seated at the counter, clicking away on his phone.
It’s been a week since she left me.
A week of no contact.
Not a single damn word.
“Found him.” Keir turns around, lifts his phone, and shows me a photograph. It’s a picture of a man, likely in his forties or fifties, and next to him is Adora. Sunglasses cover her face, and she’s wearing a large hat. Her lips are pinched tight, and his hand is around her waist as they walk. “Go and get the girl.”
“Do we have to?” I ask, barely refraining from huffing.
“Get her.” He isn’t talking about Adora. Now that we found her, she’ll be next.
Betrayal inthe lifeequals one thing.
Death.
“I’ll go with you. Chanel is away all week on flights. I have time,” Lucas says, and I glance back to Keir.
“Not a chance in fucking hell.” My hand clenches around the leash, and the dog hides behind my legs. That’s when Keir finally notices her.
“I don’t even want to ask.”
“Wren will love the dog. Take it.” He stands to come closer, squats down to view the animal, and looks up at me.
“What’s its name?”
“Fendi.” He smirks before he pats the floor, and Fendi goes to him.
Keir and I grew up with dogs, and when our family dog died when I was a kid, we just couldn’t stand the thought of getting another one. So we never did.
“You’ll collect her when you get back,” he says and turns for the door, the dog trailing behind him. But, before he walks out, he shoots over his shoulder, “Lucas, try not to get yourself killed.”
“I’ll do my best.” Lucas salutes, still munching away on food that isn’t his.
“So, when do we pick up the pretty young one?”
TWO
JOEY
Joey
“Doyou think she is as pretty as your wife?” Lucas taunts as we stand outside the large gate in front of the school.
“No,” I answer bluntly.
“Is that because you still want to fuck her when you know you have to kill her?”